Life On Waste Land

 

Written By

Poet and Photographer J H Martin @ A Coat for a Monkey

 

ABANDONED MANOR

 

One day

The estates and the manors

Will be stripped of their glory

 

Their great gates will open

For no one

But the last of the birds

 

No rumbling of cars

No droning of planes

And no wailing of sirens

Will be heard there

 

No mist will tumble

From the boughs

And no dew will ramble

Across the barren land

 

Only a deluge

Of your misspent fortune

Will rage and pour

Across the forsaken forest floor

 

Tell me – man

What will you do

With all of your money

And all of your titles

When the last of the trees has fallen?

 

Text © J H Martin

 

 

J H’s Previous Contributions To Edge Of Humanity Magazine

 

No Way To Die

Artist Exposé | Urban

Taking Different Paths

Reddish Days In Asia

A Quiet Exit

 

 

 

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